Escalation of Intent
What I’m about to tell you isn’t easy.
What was supposed to follow these last few tough chapters was the beginning of my redemption: how I freed Sensitive Girl from the confines of my marriage and together we grew strong, how I learned to be independent, how I stayed true to myself and broke old patterns.
But that wouldn’t be the truth.
I repeated patterns. When Sensitive Girl raised her voice in warning, I drowned her in liquor before I gagged her mouth shut and banished her to the darkest recesses of my soul, where she watched me immobile, helpless and abandoned.